, 1887-01-16
MRS. EMM0NS' CASE.
She Resumes Her Story Before
a Crowded Court.
Excitement Over Gold DiscOv-
cries in Virginia.
Prosecution of Timber Cutters
iu Oregon.
Mrs. Emmons Amuses the Court
and Audience.

a poiui vi ulSconliOrt, ihuleS. dS usual %
late, composing the larger part of the au
dience. Mrs. Emmons resumed her story.
She said that when she gave up her bath
room to the servants. her husband threat
ened TO put her into L lunatic asylum.
This frightened her, for she saw by his
manner that he meant what he said.
When her husband went away that morn
ing, she sent at once Tor James Lowndes,
a lawyer. She told him of the oircum-
stances relating to her husbands CORES.
pondence with a Philadelphia woman,
and then placed the papers in his hands.
Il told him" said the witness, that
if were lad or dead, or put in a lunatic
asylum, that he would have to vindicate
me before the world and put out these
papers to show why | was confined. ~
When her husband came home she told
him what she had done. He did not say
anything. but pulled his moustache Wig
o%rously. [Great laughter Subsequently,
her husband told her he wanted her to
use those letters tor Il divorce. She told
him she would do nothing, as long as her
mother lived, to give her SORROW. He
then ordered her to get a divorce, and she
said would. He said he would give her a
house on Vermont avenue. which was
already as much hers as his; and prom
ised her a number of other things, which
were already hers.
"On one occasion, - continued the wit
ness. "Dr. Sims called upon me, bringing
that OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES him |
-I-l-wdl, | won't say it-but it is
through him that Mr.. Emmons has got
into this mess. Either that Tor Mr.. En-
mons is insane himself"
This was too much for the gravity of
the audience, and another laugh broke
out.
About the breaking oil the thermometer
story, witness said. II had it for a long
time, and was very sorry when it was
broken, for | used to put it out OF the
window to see how cold it was, and thus
catch Gen. Hazen.'
Great laughter greeted this sally, the
marshal laughing so hard hat he could
not rap for order for some time.
Speaking Of the Christ child incident,
she said: The little colored boy, Arnold,
came to where she was sitting and asked
when she was going to light the tree.
She took the child upon her lap, and then
this Kcmpster began asking her foolish
questions. She told him about the Christ
mas tree and the German fable about the
Christ child. He said: How can you
endure to be fond of a little niger She
said; This child saves me much. This is
my little Christ-child. 1t saves me much.
Then | commenced to bluff the stupid
man. He hadn't wit enough to under
stand. He did not even ask me what |
meant. He Just took it all in
She continued. That child did save
much, and | knew it when | said it; be-
cause, if | wanted anything he would trot
down stairs and tell his mother. He
saved me in labor; he saved me in work.
| said it was my Christ-child, for | got the
Christmas tree up on his account, or made
him an excuse for having the tree.
Here Mrs. Emmons looked straight at
Mr.. Garrett and asked: Does the black
rub off from a clean negro child ?"
Then she went on to say: 'You say
yes, by nodding your head. Does it? |
say it does not. | would like TO know
when people are dead and have laid off
their skinss whether it makes any differ
ence to God whether their skins are black
or white ?"
go ahead, said Mr.. Garrett, impa-
%tiently.
That's a question said Mrs. En-
mons, that ought to be answered by a
Bostonian.' The witness said that Mr..
Emmons had come to her house after the
legal separation, as she supposed it
was. He used to come to the basement
door, and she told him hat if he came
there he must come in the front door,
like others, and send her a card. He did
not stay all night because she
would NOT let him. He came there
and remained late. When she spoke
to him he said at is late now and | do
not wan to be seen going out" | said
he could not stop; it would not be proper
thing. lie said he could not go. | said
Very well. then; Ill go to a hotel. He
locked the door and | called up the ser
wants. lie said to them; Don't let her
go out suppose | was insane then? |
took the key from him and unlocked the
door.
did he go?' asked MIR. Garrett
"Yes, he went, she said with a laugh.
Mrs. Emmons then sarcastically described
her husbands solicitude about her trip to
Bloomingdale, and concluded by declaring
she was repeatedly drugged with whisky,
so that it was comparatively easy to get
her into Bloomingdale asylum.
Her touching description of her sirug-
giles and protests against confinement
made a deep impression upon the audi
ence.
Pains vanish like mists before the sun
light, when st. Jacobs oil is applied